Kidnapped Dragons

The last thing he saw was the birth of life, but it wasn't that beautiful.

One last time.

Palestine, about 15 km east of Gaza. Walking along the railroad without even a car, there was a shanty town called Diraldirel.

It was a place where people who didn't have anything and didn't have anything came together to sell what they could sell and to live out the conflict.

When I stopped by there because I needed something, I stumbled upon a maternal who was stained with dirt and blood, lying in the middle of the day on the street, and I saw her dissolve.

Dirty, contaminated streets that don't even have proper sewers. Refugees are the culprits of conflict, who are forbidden to even dig wells. The cheeks went into thin air, and the mother, who was not even able to see the weight of her thighs, cried aloud. Birth seemed to die a second time, so I cried for my life.

There were many who watched, but none approached. The look of a mother crying like a thirsty body was like a demon, and the ignorant looked at her like a turncoat and licked her with their eyes only from afar. At least when it came close, a sick, hungry dog snores about when this is going to be feeding.

I don't know why.

He wanted to help his mother with the dissolution by throwing a dollar to an experienced midwife in a nearby speakeasy, following a feeling he didn't even know. However, a seasoned midwife refused money when she saw her mother's whereabouts. I said I wouldn't have a child.

He didn't get his money back. I only told you to do it because it's okay to fail.

The door of a poorly opened mother often seemed to be choking and trying to spit out a big pillow, but at a crucial moment, she burst into power. In the end, the mother's breathing, as if moving on, was soon cut off.

However, when the mother stopped fluctuating, the child poured out with the lower blood. Nolan midwife accepted the child, but somehow the child was already dead.

A dead mother gives birth to a dead child.

He was out of his mind without hitting on the midwife.

A memory that's not very pleasant.

Since then, I have never thought about what happened again.

I used to.

Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.

Seeing the eggs of the blue dragon that split, why did it come to mind?

It was a memory that didn't come to mind in my last life.

Heh, heh.

Hatching was slow.

The cracks split like a spider web, very little by little.

“Uh, sister! ”

Autumn summers.

Keeping quiet, he sat in the dormitory living room and waited for him to come out on his own. Spring stood beside him, embracing my knee, watching the egg, and the summer was as quiet as this. Even when the first crack was broken, I couldn't help but say that I had a younger brother, and now I hold my breath and watch the birth of life.

Tuck.

Fragment of broken egg dropped.

Soon the head of a small reptile sprang up in between.

A baby dragon that snoozes around slowly with its fiery face because it hasn't even opened its eyes yet.

Winter was born.

*

When I came back from a nearby department store to buy milk and milk bottles, the children were sitting in the living room, gazing at the winter.

“Come on, move! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Look at his wings. Was I this small? ”

I look at winter like autumn is amazing.

The little one is looking at the smaller one.

Spring used to hold a small blue dragon and start wiping dirty things with a wipe. The teasing was quite natural.

“What did you learn? ”

“Oh, my mother did this to me. It's usually licking. ”

Do you remember that? I only watched him.

“Would you like a hug?”

“I'm done. ”

When Maintenance refused, Autumn ran.

“Me! Nana! I want a hug!”

“You have to be careful because your skin is still soft. ”

“Yes!”

Autumn takes a hard hug and looks at the blue dragon's face.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

And it was a long time ago. His mouth was slightly open with a bruised expression. It's like autumn is out in the summer.

“What? What are you gonna do? ”

“Give me a hug, sister. This, this, this is real. ”

“I don't care. ”

“No, just give me a hug? Wow, this is real. Uh, uh, just take it! ”

“I don't know if this worked, I don't care. ”

Today's autumn was under the same pressure as usual. Whether it's winter with an ugly face or not, I forcefully embrace the dragon as if I don't like the summer.

After a brief look up and down, the dragon bows its head and sniffs the smell of winter. From the white ship of the dragon to the wings and the smell of the head. Then he flies his tongue, licking the little horn of the dragon. I didn't know what that meant.

“Well, that's pretty. Take that, too. ”

“I'm done. ”

“Give it to me?”

I swung it like summer threw it. I can't help but feel the winter.

Heavy. Whenever I squirm, I feel the movement through my blue skin. I felt a tremendous flutter as I hugged him. The little dragon heart in this little body is already doing my job.

Then he felt his gaze.

Spring, summer and autumn were watching him.

“Hehe.”

What are you looking at?

“No, no. This painting really doesn't fit in. Can I take a picture? ”

I can't.

I was going to say, already autumn turned on the camera app with my watch device.

“Oh, wait a minute, autumn. ”

“Huh?”

Autumn tries to take a picture, and the spring squirms with my hand. Earlier, dirt emerged between hands that had nothing to do with it, and then a small flower blew out its head. It is a flower made by magic.

Spring breaks the flower and plunges it between the ears like the wings of the Blue Dragon Bat.

“How's it going?”

“Wow, you're so pretty. ”

And no later than 'huh? Huh?’ Something came to mind.

“Ah. Spring sister. Give me one more flower. ”

When he felt anxious, the autumn, who had been given flowers from spring, approached the keeper and put flowers in his ears. Then I started laughing like a chick. Spring and summer were also smiling faces.

Even with a pretty pink flower, the face of a dull retainer was a wide picture.

“I'll take a picture! ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Scratch!

They took a few more shots and laughed at each other. In the meantime, he remained still in winter.

The eyes of the blue dragon, which trembled within Parr, opened carefully.

He looks at the maintenance.

I looked him in the eye with a keen attitude.

*

The night is late.

There was a spring to take care of the child, so the summer went into my room, and I took the script of the Declaration and went into my room, regretting the autumn.

I put warm milk in a bottle. What does the newborn dragon eat? When asked, I have answered that spring should not be eaten. But when you eat something delicious, you're happy with the taste.

I wanted to know what it tasted like, so it tasted like minced milk. Maybe it fits the baby's mouth well.

“Oh, I'll do it. ”

Spring took the bottle.

The winter, which swallowed up the powdered milk, stares alternately at the spring and the maintenance. Although he did not have the ability to recognize the dragon's face, the Hoo entering Cheonqiang was a continuation of the Hoho.

It meant I liked winter.

Time was a late night.

He tries to get into the room and asks if spring can keep an eye on him a little longer.

“Why."

“You'll be busy at the beginning of the semester, but now you have some free time, right? I was just wondering if I could give it to him before the winter. ”

“The Magic Transition? ”

“Yeah, I think it's going to be a different day, but I can't stay here for years, so I'm going to tell you about the polymorph. ”

I'm not asking because I don't know.

The 'Magic War' is a life-saving event for the caster and consumes a lot of Mana. By way of analogy, this is the process of feeding my flesh.

It's not extreme to give or take half of the rest of his life, but those he knew used to lie down and suffer from acne for almost a few months after the magic metastasis.

“Are you gonna be okay?”

“Yeah, I think it's a good idea for this kid to have a fun experience with us as soon as possible. ”

“Got it.”

If you are in the dormitory, you will be safe, but in the process of performing the magic transition, you will be completely defenseless and asked to be by your side.

He sat on the couch holding his bed.

“Winter. You can't move from now on. ”

The winter, which felt the emotion of spring, stiffened the body.

He dragged the winter and put my forehead on the Blue Dragon's forehead. Communication of consciousness and emotion was a necessary skincare because it was done from the brain to the brain.

Within a week, Mana began to flow in from the forehead of spring to the forehead of winter.

Maintenance remained silent until the end of the transition.

The Magic Temple didn't end once.

Two to six hours a day. Two days, three days. In the meantime, he helped audition for the Fall Declaration. Waiting for that moment to become a polymorph.

By the end of four days, the face of the spring was suddenly exhausted. With a dull face and an unfocused eye, he breaks his head while eating the whole sushi.

“Are you okay, sister? Almost like a zombie. ”

“Uh, I'm a little tired. ”

“You got a lot left? ”

“Maybe today's the last time. ”

“· · · Tough work. But I'm also jealous. I want to touch winter, too. ”

Autumn is a pity. Winter sleeps dozens of hours a day, and when he wakes up, he only receives magic from spring. Then, it was autumn and there was no room for maintenance.

Fortunately, spring's efforts were not in vain. When I arrived at dawn four days after the evening tea. At the end of the magical transition, the spring of Pagimchi begged for help and hit the floor.

“Are you done?”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I nod at the back of my head on the floor.

He dragged me into a situation where I couldn't even protect myself. Maintenance lifts the spring and puts it on the bed.

“Sleep tight. ”

“You won't sleep too long. ”

“Why."

“We have an interview in the fall. Just a few days' sleep · · · get up · ·. ”

I don't speak, I lose my voice.

He soon started snoring around the road. Maintenance used to cover the blanket and came out.

However, I saw something strange in the eyes of the retainer who came out.

I saw the back of my head like the color of the sea.

The long curled hair was blurred.

Tiny body. Tiny head. Smaller shoulders than that. Below the back of the diaper, you can see the condition of the diaper. You wouldn't have to, but it looked like spring.

It was like winter had a polymorph.

The child who became human was sitting on the floor and laughing here and there. Hyeong-tae approached the child quietly. Then I sat down and squeezed and called the child.

“Hello.”

Winter turned his head.

The big, blue eyelids seemed sleepy with fatigue, but the smiles burst into aggravation at the moment of facing the eye.

Winter smiled widely and puffed his lips within. I thought it was because I didn't know what to say.

Maintenance raised the child and set him up.

He was already about three years old as a human, and he could get up on my leg.

A dragon with a polymorph quickly grows and remains young for thousands of years. In retrospect, the Blue Dragon grew up in an instant and grew up like everyone else.

I thought I should put something on, so at least I borrowed a little autumn t-shirt and put it on.

I was amazed when he touched the bottom of my t-shirt that came down to my leg.

It was late at night, and winter seemed exhausted in the aftermath of the magic war.

“Let's go to bed. ”

As he embraces the winter, he stretches out his arms. The winter, which leaned forward as it was silent, grabbed the two cheeks of the keeper and pulled them toward itself.

I was trying to avoid my slutty face because I wanted to kiss her. Within a while, a small forehead reached me.

Within reach of the forehead, the blue eyes blink and face the eyes of the keeper.

He smiled faintly.

He knew this would be an expression of affection.